'8 bit world'

concept playlists so far

you’re getting ready for a night on the town with your squad of bad-ass lesbian bitches. you help your best friend put on her bright red lipstick, your hands shaking as you do so. you’re in love with her, but you haven’t told her yet. your jean jackets are patched and you’re ready to kick ass.

you’re in love, floating on a pixelated cloud made of cotton candy in an 8-bit world. you put on pastel-blue lipstick and watch the world pass by below you. everything is beautiful and you are floating in every sense of the word.

when it’s 3 am and you’re lying down in the middle of a parking lot in the city staring at what little stars you can see through the haze of streetlights and you think maybe it would be better if a car would just drive through right then and end it.

when you’re on a self-destructive bender and you desperately want to fuck up your life, but it’s the middle of the day and sunny and bright and your feet are on the hot concrete and you know nothing’s really that bad, you don’t want to worry anyone, so you jog away backwards and shoot fingerguns.

you’re sitting on a wooden bench swing on a screened-in porch on a gray, rainy day. the swing is old and creaks with every movement you make. your hands are firmly clasped around a cup of hot mint tea and you’re thinking about the people you love the most.

you’re in your room, with the lights dimmed, making out with the love of your life, and you want each other so desperately that your whole body is aching, so you cling tighter, murmuring broken lines of poetry in one another’s ears